Our Love Quotes - Page 6

We needed time to figure out what all of this meant, how we were going to come to terms and redefine what our love was called. I learned from him that often contradiction is the clearest way to truth.

The work we do is only our love for Jesus in action...If we pray the work...if we do it to Jesus, if we do it for Jesus, if we do it with Jesus...that's what makes us content.

This very Rome that we behold deserves our love ...: the only common and universal city.

I wish our love was right now.

We are the protagonists of our love story, not the spectators.

We experience who we really are, and what it is we are meant to do, in any moment when we pour our love into the universe.

typically, our love for our leaders is one-sided: their successes become our own, while their failures are theirs alone.

If our love for each other really is participatory, then all other human relationships nourish it; it is inclusive, never exclusive.

Imperceptibly, more time passes when I'm not remembering our every moment together, not recreating our every conversation, re-imagining our love-making. It is immeasurably sad.

It will pass, it will all pass, we're going to be so happy! If our love could grow any stronger it would grow stronger because there is something horrifying in it.

We walked to meet each other up at the time of our love and then we have been irresistibly drifting in different directions, and there's no altering that.

We survive our love because we go on loving.

Our love is our burden.

There is never enough time to say our last word-the last word of our love, of our desire, faith, remorse, submission, revolt.

We burned with love for ourselves, all of us, starters of the fire we suffered- our love was the affliction for which only our love was the cure.

Friends humor and flatter us, they steal our time, they encourage our love of ease, they make us content with ourselves, they are the foes of our virtue and our glory.

All other things to their destruction draw, Only our love hath no decay.

May the joy of our fidelity to the highest and best within us be ours as we keep our love and our marriages, our society and our souls, as pure as they were meant to be.

Once in a while, our thoughts drift and fade, back into the recessed hiding places where our memories are stored. At times we recall them- the memories of our loves, our youths, our life experiences. These dreams appear to us, and for seconds, minutes, or hours we are there once again.

It was as though our love were a small creature caught in a trap and bleeding to death: I had to shut my eyes and wring its neck.

We are a people united by our love for freedom, even when we differ in our personal beliefs. In America, we are free to profess any faith we choose, or no faith at all.

In the most advanced state of love we don't love for any reason or purpose. We don't even direct our love necessarily to an object.

Our love is the reason romance was created.

Love, no matter how it's expressed, is still love. We all have flaws, and so our love will be flawed. But that doesn't diminish it.

Beloved, let us live so well our work shall still be better for our love, and still our love be sweeter for our work.